The street lights fade
the sun arrives
to take the soul
it seems in strides
and then a kiss
to flame the heart
a stinginess
of poets art

It speaks in language
few have known
where ventures head
to seek alone
as lips can cover
of it tracks
to when and where
the heart so lacks

So any day
be self aware
to love your all
and show you care
for when the time
to leave draws nigh
give to the kiss
a heavens sigh.

.. Smoke Ring's Disappear ..